Vanish by Sophie Jordan Page B

something living, pulsing with breath. It quickly cloaks the township. The umbrella I used when walking home from school swivels on its side on the porch from the sudden shift in air.
    I’d just returned from Evasive Maneuvers, and flight patterns dance in my head like constellations as I nibble on a slice of verdaberry bread. I have to head back for my afternoon class shortly, but for now I enjoy the quiet. Kicking off my shoes, I let the mist slide over my bare feet.
    Mom’s at work. They keep scheduling her long hours, giving her back-to-back shifts. Deliberately, of course. I’ve seen so little of her. Living with Nidia, Tamra sees her even less. They want it that way.
    Without the drumming of rain, the abrupt silence feels eerie, like the world is holding its breath around me. I set my plate down and pull the throw from the back of the bench. The dry heat of Chaparral is a distant memory as I burrow into the fleece.
    Across the street, the hazy figure of Corbin steps from his house. As my gaze lands on his blue armband, something clenches in my stomach.
    His eyes immediately find me. With a wave, he saunters across the street and stops at the bottom step of my porch. Holding a hand up as if grasping the air, he smiles. “Guess we’re flying tonight.”
    I force a smile. He’s my neighbor. He’s not going anywhere. And neither am I. Despite how distasteful I find him, I have to tolerate him. “Yeah. Rain finally quit.”
    “You joining us then?”
    I nod. I promised I would . . . and I want to. I need to fly again. Especially with the sister I never thought I would get the chance to fly with . We’ll be able to share the sky at last. “Yes.”
    “Good.” Hues of purply black glint in his fair hair as he nods. “It’s good to see you coming around, Jacinda.”
    This I can’t let pass. “I’m not coming around for you.”
    His lips twitch. “But you’re coming around.”
    He looks down the street then, staring for a long moment as if he sees something coming our way through the cool vapor. “I saw your sister this morning.”
    I reveal nothing as I look at him, even as wariness trickles through me. He voiced his intentions. He wants one of us—is determined to have one of us.
    “She and Cassian were going to the orchards with some others. She looked . . . happy.”
    “She is,” I say.
    And why shouldn’t she be? She has what she’s always wanted. Friendship, acceptance by her own kind . . . Cassian . If I don’t mess that up for her. The nasty guilt that’s been eating at me for the last three days, ever since that kiss with Cassian, takes another bite at my conscience.
    “I’ll come by after my shift ends and we can walk together to the flight field.”
    I bristle. This is the Corbin I remember. The arrogant boy who never asks but simply takes. “I already have plans to meet up with Tamra.”
    His mouth twists. “You can’t hide behind your sister forever.” He turns and starts down the path. “See you tonight,” he calls over his shoulder.
    I watch his figure fading into the quivering mist and wonder what it will take to make him forget about me.
    “You’re avoiding me.”
    I look up as I descend the school’s front steps. Cassian pushes off from a column and falls in beside me. He’s correct, of course. I have been avoiding him. But I don’t admit this.
    “It’s been raining nonstop,” I say instead.
    “I like the rain,” he responds thickly, and I know he’s thinking about our kiss in the rain. Something I’ve had a hard time putting out of my head.
    I slide him a look, study the sleek fall of his hair. My breath quickens. Hugging my book to my chest, I stride ahead.
    Cassian keeps up. “Why are you avoiding me?”
    “I’m not avoiding you,” I lie. “I just haven’t gone out of my way looking for you. Did you expect I would . . .” after that kiss  . . . Guilty heat floods my face. I shoot him a glance. “Aren’t you a little old to be hanging out